3 acessos
And my strength predominates
Strugling against your conceptions
Destroying the faith and martyrdom
Groaning until to ask for forgiveness
Ready to stop and propagate
The illusion, fear and misery
To the stupids this is a true
But this is nothing for you and me
I don't wish to be wise man free
I know how to arise of the breeze
The master of lie doesn't control anymore
This is everybody's reality
The rage runs in my black blood
Betraying the war and your confidents
Killing youngs on the old factions
Washing the spirits of the reality